Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

"Why are you three here? Why are you crying, silly boy? How can you run out of the hospital before your legs are healed!"

She noticed that there were tears in Cong Rong's eyes, and couldn't help but trot forward with heartache.

The moment she answered, Cong Rong's tears fell down like strings of broken beads.

"Mom, I miss you so much...I miss you so much..."

Cong Rong broke away from Ji Tingqiu's arms, stood firm on one foot and threw herself into Cong Manxi's arms.

She didn't want her mother to remember anything now.

It would be nice to live the rest of my life without pain as I am now.

In this way, my mother will not have to endure the pain of being separated from my father and stay up all night, nor will she blame herself for unintentionally attracting the covetousness of jackals and causing the originally happy family of three to be broken up and displaced.

That's fine.

Jingze took advantage of Cong Rong's speech to look at Cong Manxi carefully. The smell of alcohol on her body and the obvious dried tears on her face finally verified her mother's words.

"Auntie, have you been drinking?...Where is Jing Yunkang? Did he bully you?"

Cong Manxi was slightly startled.

Only then did she realize why the children found her anxiously.

"Your father left. He said there was something going on in the company. Aze, we just had a drink and talked about old times. Auntie felt a little sad when she heard him talking about the past. Don't think too much about it... By the way, see your mother when you go back. are you OK?"

Cong Manxi's eyes averted and she found a reason to deal with it.

Hearing this, a layer of mist appeared in the corners of Jingze's eyes.

He was so ashamed that he wished he could rush onto the road and be hit by a car.

Until now, Aunt Cong is still caring about him and his mother, but how can they be worthy of Aunt Cong's care.

Ji Tingqiu saw that everyone had their own concerns and made suggestions.

"Mom, let's go home and ask Mrs. Wang to make you some hangover soup. If you need anything, we'll talk about it when we get home."

Cong Manxi looked into the eyes of the three children,

They seemed not only worried that they would be forced to drink, but also seemed to already know about Jing Yunkang's past crimes.

She thought it was impossible.

She and Jing Yunkang were the only parties involved in that matter, and even Mrs. Jing was kept in the dark.

With Mrs. Jing’s temper,

If she knew that her husband was a devil, she would not bear to let Jing Yunkang hurt Aze indirectly.

"Mom, let's go home. We'll talk about it later. You're wearing a little thin clothes." Cong Rong said distressedly.

Cong Manxi was in a hurry when she ran out. She probably left her shawl in the box. Now she was only wearing a thin silk shirt.

The nights in Qingcheng are very cool, so if the wind blows, these clothes may not be enough.

"You guys go first. I'm going to get Aunt Cong's shawl and send it over when I have time. I'll ask Uncle Zhang to push me in to find an acquaintance."

Jingze raised his head and looked at the luxurious hotel with extremely cold eyes.

He doesn't believe it!

He did not believe that with Jing Yunkang's virtue he would do nothing.

Aunt Cong just didn't want to embarrass him.

Ji Tingqiu looked into his deep eyes and seemed to know what he wanted to find.

Not only would he not stop him, he would also add fuel to the fire so that Jing Yunkang would have nothing from now on.

"Take care and call me if you need anything."

He patted Jingze's shoulder and left, then carried Cong Rong into the car, opened the door for Cong Manxi, and drove away slowly.

Jingze was pushed to the front desk of the hotel by Uncle Zhang.

"Hey, Mr. Jing, what day is it today for you to come here? If you have anything to do, just ask me!"

The hotel manager's eyes narrowed as he smiled.

He has been a veteran for many years, and Jing is one of the major shareholders of this restaurant. Naturally, he wants to become familiar with Jing's future successor, which is equivalent to trying to please his future boss in advance.

Jingze nodded and then ordered, "I want a copy of the monitoring of Jing Yunkang's private room, and keep it secret from everyone, including Jing Yunkang."

"Jing Yunkang?"

The manager was stunned at first. He repeated it twice in his mind before he realized that it was Mr. Jing's full name.

"Yes, yes, I will do it myself right now. Master Jing, please wait a moment. My mouth will be sewn shut from now on. Don't worry!"

The manager trotted to the security room with a bunch of keys.

No doubt he ate a big melon,

The Jing family is about to change!

After the manager left, Jingze turned back to Uncle Zhang and said, "Uncle Zhang, don't tell my mother about this, I'm afraid she won't be able to think about it. You go outside and take a taxi, and we'll go back to the apartment."

He thought that no woman in the world would be able to think this through.

The person whose parents' family devoted all their support turned out to be a jackal who was very good at disguise.

Uncle Zhang responded, "Don't worry, young master."

After a while, the manager brought a paper bag from the hotel to Jingze's hand.

"Master Jing, I have ordered the kitchen to prepare all the dishes you ordered."

Jingze glanced at a mobile hard drive lying inside and nodded with satisfaction.

"Thank you, Manager Hu, right? I took note of it."

"Hey, hey, yes, welcome Mr. Jing to your next visit!" The manager was flattered and quickly took Jingze's wheelchair and took him to the taxi outside.

After returning to the apartment, Jingze first comforted Mrs. Jing, then returned to the room and locked the door.

He took out the mobile hard drive given by Manager Hu, plugged it into his laptop and put on his headphones.

The more he looked at Jingze, the colder his body became, and the hatred in his eyes was so thick that it looked like a bomb that was about to explode at any time.

He punched the glass desk, and his fist immediately turned red and oozed blood.

The obscene words coming out of Jing Yunkang's mouth and the way he touched Aunt Cong made him feel sick and wanted to vomit.

But Jing Yunkang could remain calm, as if nothing had happened.

That was how he forced Uncle Rong Sheng and Aunt Cong to die in this way, and he did the same to Cong Rong afterwards.

Jingze wanted to yell,

Why would this scum, trash be his biological father!

"Aze, what's wrong with you?" Mrs. Jing's voice came from outside the door.

She heard strange noises in the room and guessed that her son was angry because of Jing Yunkang's matter.

After her phone call with Jing Yunkang in the morning, she told Jing Ze all the truth only because she was so angry with his bastards.

But now, she knew that her son must be in great pain, and her heart ached.

Mrs. Jing regretted it very much. She didn't want to hide it for Jing Yunkang, but she felt sorry that her kind son would live in his father's shadow for the rest of his life.

While wiping away tears, Jingze's dull voice came, "Mom, I'm fine, I just accidentally hit the corner."

Mrs. Jing didn't say anything more. Jingze had never let her down since he was a child. She knew she needed to give her son some time to digest this matter.

The sound of Mrs. Jing's footsteps outside the door gradually faded away. Jingze took out his cell phone and called Ji Tingqiu.

"There is a cultural and sports park near my apartment. If it is convenient, wait for me there."

"Ah."

Ji Tingqiu had just had dinner and was playing with his children in the living room.

"Dad, who called, let me see, let me see." Huayue suddenly leaned in front of the phone and asked in a sweet voice.

Ji Tingqiu helplessly poked the child's forehead, "Good boy, it's Uncle Jing." "

"Uncle Jing, you haven't come to play with me for a long time. Don't you miss me? Huh, I'm angry!" Hua Yue pinched her waist and puffed up her angry little face.

Jingze couldn't help but laugh, and his heart, which had always been gloomy, suddenly became much clearer.

"My little ancestor, how dare I miss you? Uncle's leg will recover quickly. How about taking you around the world? Do you want to come with me?"

Huayue's eyes were shining, and she danced and said,

"Okay, you take me, my sister and my mother, and we'll go together."

"Aren't you going to take your dad with you?" Jingze joked.

"Mom said that dad will be responsible for making money for us to spend. After he earns the money, he will transfer it to mom's card and ask mom to treat us to a big dinner, hehe!"

Huayue smiled and daydreamed about eating a big meal.

On the side, Ji Tingqiu's forehead twitched as he listened to Jingze and Cong Rong burst into laughter at the same time.

He replied to Jingze and said "see you later" and hung up the phone.

Looking at Hua Yue who was still thinking with her crescent eyes narrowed, he pinched his daughter's cheek and said bitterly, "Thank you for thinking about me, my good daughter."

Then he stood up and kissed Cong Rong's forehead, "Wait for me at home, I'll go out for a while."

"Is it about Aze? Help me persuade him. This matter has nothing to do with him, and my mother won't blame him." Cong Rong straightened his tie and said.

"Well, don't worry." Ji Tingqiu gently touched her face and left.

I only heard Hua Yue’s protest from behind me.

"Mom, dad just pinched me, but he touched you gently." After hearing this, Cong Rong shook her head helplessly and amusedly.

in the park,

Ji Tingqiu watched the surveillance video a few minutes ago, and both of them looked very bad.

"What do you want to do!" He looked at Jingze and asked.